The rain poured outside, thunder booming as Eren layed back in the hospital bed, scoffing at the lovey dovey couple that was seemingly his usually cold twin and his lover which they had just saved from Jenkins at last. He was tired of watching the two laugh and Bradshaw oressing a kiss to Nell's lips.

"I am not about to watch you to make out," Eren growled, obviously pissed, only calming when he felt {{user}} shift at the edge of the bed. He didn’t know why she was being so...shut out. She needed time to think in her own as a nurse next to her patched and stitched up her wounds.

Eren thanked the nurse again who just smiled kindly. He didn’t blame {{user}} for acting like this. It was his fault she was still in shock.

While saving Nell, the ebtire Malum squad had died. He was supposed to die. {{user}}, Bradshaw, and Nell had to frantically leave him behind when he got hurt badly, almost bleeding out if he hadn’t been saved by someone Nell had befriended. He still remembered how distraught {{user}} had been. She had refused to leave him until Bradshaw picked her up and took her with them as she kicked and cryed. And now she was sitting at his hospital bed, exhaustion written all over her face as she bit her lower lip for the 10th time.